Monday, February 29, 2016

Life is good—too good. When you have everything at your fingertips, it’s like a ticking bomb just waiting to go off. Nicky Cain’s just biding his time until everything explodes in his face. The City of Haven fears him. He’s risen to power and brought along with him a reputation for brutality that knows no mercy. After a little taste, he now craves more respect, more power, more money. But there is still one unanswered question—who is Carmine’s murderer? Paranoia is setting in as Nicky is constantly looking over his shoulder. Someone’s waiting for Nicky to slip. He can feel it. They’re passing time until the right moment to send Nicky spiraling to his grave. It’s keeping him up at night, and even his relationship with Lilah suffers. Who’s on his side? Who’s against him? His life has become a giant game of chess. He needs to figure out who are his pawns. Someone else wants to be king. Nicky Cain just hopes he can play smart enough to call checkmate first.

Sara V. Zook pursued her dream of becoming a writer and after earning her bachelor's degree, sat down to create her first novel in which Strange in Skin was completed in three short months.
She's the author of the Strange in Skin Trilogy, Clipped, A Magic Within, Evanescent, Reminiscence, her mobster release, Six Guns, A Chaos Within, and her first contemporary romance, The Pull and its sequel The Push.
She resides in Pennsylvania, where she was born and raised, with her husband and three small children.
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I am a mighty and powerful Djinn—well, I was until I lost my talisman.

"He who holds the talisman controls the Djinn."

Without it, well, let's just say I’m a Djinn on the edge.

Unfortunately for me, the paranormal council in all their wisdom has grounded me. They have ordered me to stay at this godforsaken Halfway House, with only the bare essentials of my powers available until I can locate my talisman. How am I supposed to know where it is? It was dark and I was drunk.

So here I am, stuck between a centaur and a dragon.

If I don't find my talisman quickly, the town and all its occupants might not survive.

Australian born and bred, happily married to a wonderful Canadian man, and we have been blessed with 4 amazing children. (Most of the time anyway) I love all things paranormal, my main attraction to it is the impossible being made possible. I am a hopeless romantic, and love a HEA in my books. If it has fangs, fur, wings, or halos I am all over it... (And anything in between) I am strange and weird and kooky, but in saying that I am loyal and lovable and honest. I hope you enjoy my books and look forward to meeting you all.

Finally freed from her fifty-year imprisonment by a maniacal leader, she is desperately trying to recover and get her life back. Problem is, the life she had is long gone. Struggling under the weight of her memories and healing from the wounds of her captivity, she can't seem to catch a break. Every waking moment, death seems like a relief she would welcome.

Asher Crane is a dead man.

As a Guardian to the King, his only purpose in life is to keep the King alive. And he's failing. Miserably. With the King ill, the Queen dying, and zero plans for a successor, he's pretty much screwed. Because if the King dies, the law says Asher dies, too.

As these two wounded souls collide in a series of bloody and unfortunate events, they will clutch to the last shreds of life before death beats down their door.

Annie Anderson is a military wife and United States Air Force veteran. Originally from Dallas, Texas, she is a southern girl at heart, but has lived all over the US and abroad. As soon as the military stops moving her family around, she’ll settle on a state, but for now she enjoys being a nomad with her husband, two daughters, and old man of a dog.

Aurelia Constantine is having a rough century.
Plagued by visions of murder, death and destruction, she has resigned herself to the nightmare her life has become. When an enemy from her past comes to her rescue, she must let go of old wounds and heal the breach so she may survive the evil poisoning her mind.
Rhys Stevens is guilty.
Murder. Betrayal. Treason. Take your pick; he’s guilty of them all. On the path of redemption, he must beg for forgiveness from the one person he fought to save - the woman he has always loved.
Thrown together in the trenches of war, they must work as a team to stop a monstrous puppet master from pulling their strings.
Ashes, ashes. We all fall down.
Get ready to burn.

Some people think poetry has no place in
today's world or have bad memories of having to dissect the meaning of a sonnet
in high school, but poetry is fast becoming one of the most used prose on
social media and twitter has countless #'s where poets of all calibre express
their emotions using this form of art. A poem is simply a story stripped back
to nothing but pure emotion, at least that's how I see my poetry.

About
the Author

Have
you ever wondered 'what if'? I have. Many moons ago I dreamt of writing
stories, but I let life take hold and soon the dream was forgotten. These days
I'm living my 'what if' and I'd love for you to come along on this bodacious
ride we call life with me and my words.

From
sexy stories with believable people overcoming real self issues to poetry
straight from my soul, I promise to always weave scenes of substance and
express deep emotion in everything I write.

I hope
you'll walk through the ice and darkness with me and travel to depths unknown
to find the love which frees us all.

Friday, February 26, 2016

Instead of an easy ride home to claim his reward, he finds himself fleeing a fanatical dragon cult and a horde of vile creatures - determined to devour his entire party.

Just when things couldn't get any worse, he is faced with the even greater horror, of Brael Truthseeker's enigmatic 'Truth'.

The Deathsworn Arc Series of Dark, Epic Fantasy Adventure Novels:-

Deathsworn Arc : The Last Dragon Slayer

Deathsworn Arc 2 : The Verkreath Horror

Deathsworn Arc 3 : The Blood Queen

The Deathsworn Arc is a fantasy series with themes of atheism and pragmatism, it contains graphic violence and mature themes.

Review:

Book 2 in the Deathsworn Arc series is another one full of adventure and danger! This group just keeps running into trouble and they can't seem to avoid it. While looking for Callen, the boy they sent away before fighting the dragon, they come upon a town riddled with the plague. Everyone in town seems to be dying of it and there are literally pits of dead people. To make matters worse, the Servants of the Flame find them and almost kills Korhan in the process. It turns out when one threat to the kingdom has been vanquished, more pop up in its place. The Verkreath are rat men that live deep underground and when the group has to go underground to avoid the Servants, they run into them with some nasty consequences. And while Vashni is no doubt very important to the group and a very powerful elf, I cannot help but think that Brael is even more powerful than she is. I wish we could see more of what he can do and have hope of it in the following book. All in all, this is one fast paced, adventurous read that is guaranteed to entertain those that are interested in this type of book!

A.K. Morgen is the Amazon Bestselling author of the Ragnarök
Prophesies series. She lives in the heart of Arkansas with her childhood
sweetheart/husband of twelve years, and their five furry minions. When not
writing, she spends her time hiking, reading, volunteering, causing mischief,
and building a Spork army. Ayden graduated summa
cum laude with her Bachelor of Science degree in Criminal Justice and
Forensic Psychology in 2009 before going on to complete her graduate degree in
CJ and Law. She currently puts her education to use in the social services and
CJ field.

Ayden also writes New Adult and contemporary romance under the penname Ayden K.
Morgen.

It
took only four months to bring the angels to their knees…With a virus ravaging the fallen angels on
earth, mankind’s symbol of love and hope is at risk of extinction.

Centuries ago, a group of angelic warriors known
as The Fallen risked everything to save themselves and carve a future for their
kind. Hope slips away as The Fallen and their kin are cut down by an ancient
menace,LaMorte Nera—and no one saw it
coming.

Only one immortal can save
them, and only one mortal can stand in his way…When Nephilim warrior Killian St. James sets out
on a quest to find a cure, he and his blade-brothers discover nineteen-year-old
Aubrey Carter—a human with a past as dark as it is mysterious—cowering in an
abandoned house in the heart of Memphis, Tennessee.The corrupted races are
chasing her, and Killian is determined to find out why…But neither he nor Aubrey are prepared for their
attraction to one another, or for the frightening truths lurking in the
shadows. The painful childhood memories Aubrey has buried hold precious
answers. Answers that threaten to tear Killian's world apart.With her life hanging in the balance, Killian
must choose between the future of The Fallen, and the human girl he's
pledged to protect.Demons are rising, and this
time they plan to win the war for dominion once and for all.

Killian stepped forward, forcing her to tilt her head back to look up at him. He still seemed so big to her. He still overwhelmed her. But he didn’t frighten her anymore.

“You look tired.” She fought the urge to lift her hand to touch his gorgeous face.

“I am,” he said, the corner of his lips turning up in a half smile.

“Oh.”

He stared down at her, his half smile slipping. A dizzying parade of emotions swirled through his eyes. She couldn’t read them all, but she understood enough. He felt as torn as she did.

“Will I remember you three years from now?” she whispered, her heart aching with the fear that she would forget him as she had so much else…and with fear that she would remember him. That she would survive this nightmare and he would haunt her for the rest of her days like so much else did.

“Do you want to remember me?” He took another step in her direction.

“I don’t know.” She frowned, confused. “You make me feel like maybe the world isn’t so bad. Like maybe I’m safe with you. I don’t think I want to forget that.”

Killian tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and cupped her cheek gently in one big hand. “You are safe with me. I won’t let anyone hurt you, Aubrey.”

She stared at him for a long, silent moment. He’d promised before that he wouldn’t hurt her, but even then an unspoken fear had stood between them like a wall. A little voice whispered that if she got too close, he would hurt her as badly as the things in her past hurt. That voice had stopped whispering when he’d kissed her today, and wasn’t that odd?

“You hurt me today.”

He bowed his head, letting his hand fall away from her face. “I’m sorry.”

Her heart ached a little at the agonized way he said it. As if it shamed him to know he’d hurt her. As if, maybe, he cared more than he should too.

“Why did you?” she asked, not accusing, but curious. She wanted to understand him. No, she needed to understand him on some level she couldn’t even explain to herself. “You wanted me, didn’t you?”

His gaze sought hers, honesty shining from his angel-bright eyes. “More than you know.”

Aubrey took a deep breath, letting her lungs fill with air even as her heart filled with his confession. And just as quickly, the buoyant feeling vanished. “It doesn’t change anything, though, does it?” she whispered.

“Do you want it to?”

She hesitated for a long moment, unsure. And then her shoulders slumped, the breath she’d taken expelling in a long sigh. “I’m sorry.”

Killian gave her a sad smile and reached for her again. He swept a finger beneath her eye, collecting the teardrop she hadn’t even realized had fallen. “No apologies,” he whispered, bringing his finger to his mouth. He stuck out the tip of his tongue and lapped that single bead of moisture from his fingertip. “You owe me nothing.”

About Me

I am a bookworm stay-at-home mom with three children and a loving husband. Without him I would not have the support to reach for my dreams. I have a degree in journalism, but go figure, I have not used it. In fact I started this blog because of my love for writing and researching things. I would love to edit books one day, but one step at a time. Patience is a virtue!

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